The Arms Hotel, Saturday

[gunslingerpose]

Ugh. Some days, hauling his ass out of bed to come downstairs for his shift was easy. Other times, Nikolai pretty much had to fall out of his bed literally just to get some inertia going. This was one of those days. So, when he came trudging over to the desk an hour late, hair a mess and clothes dishevelled, he made it a personal mission to ignore any tsk-taking coming from Gunther's direction.

Three was a lot of it.

Welcome To The Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials:
Scrambled eggs
That's it.
That's all.

Yep. One of those days.

[Open and totally on time, honest. No ocd, because tiny phone internets.]